"Stop it, Shisui! Listen to my explanation..."
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"
"No, I was really delayed because of something in the morning!"
"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it..."
. . . .
Noon.
Uchiha Ember dragged his short legs and, as he approached the mountains and forests behind the clan, two immature voices caught his attention.
Is that—Itachi and Shisui?
Good friends!
His little eyes lit up instantly.
Originally, he just wanted to find a sunny spot, but he didn't expect to stumble upon his two friends in a playful argument.
He quickly peered around with a subtle presence.
A short boy, dressed in black high-necked short sleeves and black trousers, stood with his back to Itachi Uchiha.
Although he was a head taller than Itachi, it was clear that he was the one causing the emotional stir.
Behind him, Itachi was attempting to explain.
But every time he tried, he was met with resistance.
Yet he wasn't angry; he kept patiently explaining.
The look he gave Jin was akin to a gentle smile.
So good!
So easy to tease!
Sure enough, real CP is delightful to observe in action.
"But... what about Izumi, that girl?"
Suddenly, the girl who loved to prepare three-color dumplings came to Ember's mind.
Simple, kind, and gentle.
The tear mole under her left eye seemed to whisper of her destiny.
In his absence, he subconsciously crushed a branch.
This movement instantly attracted the attention of the two in front.
"Who?!"
Uchiha Shisui stood upright, gripping a kunai in his small hand.
Then he turned and looked over seriously.
But when he saw the figure, he was stunned: "Hey, why did you come here?"
Then—he felt embarrassed just now... Was he seen?
Thinking of this, he didn't care about Itachi and trotted over.
He stretched out his hand, picked Jin up, and chuckled: "Jin, are you lost?"
At this moment, Shisui, who was seven or eight years old and about one meter tall, was already a promising young boy in Konoha.
He nodded, a shy smile tugging at his lips, revealing the innocence of childhood.
Communicate seriously? ×!
Open hard? √!
The two of them were chatting happily.
Until a certain moment.
[Conversation Target: Uchiha Shisui.]
[Replicable Entry Parsing.]
[Fire Release Affinity (Blue), Illusion Affinity (Green), Transient Affinity (Green), Chakra Control (Green), Simple Temperament (Green)...]
"Green..."
At this moment, Shisui was entirely green in Jin's eyes.
From head to toe, he was completely green.
I believe every man would panic when he sees this.
[Spoke to Uchiha Shisui for ten minutes and is trying to copy the entry.]
[Copy failed.]
Ember:...
Failed again.
Perhaps yesterday's successes and today's failures made him a bit unhappy.
The small face, once serious, now crumpled in disappointment.
"Alas."
He sighed deeply and staggered back toward the clan.
In this scene, Uchiha Itachi frowned slightly, looked at Shisui, and questioned:
"Shisui, what have you done to Jin?"
Shisui:???
"I'm not, I'm not!"
He was a little baffled. What did he do?
. . . .
In the afternoon, as the sun gradually faded.
Within the Uchiha clan.
A little boy lay on his side against the courtyard wall.
His left elbow rested on the wall, and his palm supported his cheek.
His eyes fell in front of him, and his little lips were blistered!
He murmured: "Sixty! Sixty people, old man!"
"None of the replicas were successful?!"
"What is the success rate of copying entries?"
When he came out of the back mountain, he started chatting with the tribesmen.
Everyone chatted, and it lasted ten minutes.
One chat turned into—an entire afternoon!
But after sixty people finished chatting, the system seemed to have passed the protection period of the new account.
No more copies were successful.
This not only made him doubt the success rate of copying entries.
[Ding, based on the current strength of the host, the success rate of conversational replication entries is—5%.]
Well, the hope is completely dashed.
5% probability? What is the difference between this and 0!
Especially for someone like him, who has been in the dark in his previous life; the probability is even lower than that of an explosion.
So after hesitating for a moment, he decided to just mess around and enjoy life.
Hua Hua.
The wind from the mountains blew softly.
The breeze carried the scent of branches and leaves.
And the sunlight above his head was no longer as hot as during the day.
It felt softer.
But just as he was about to drift off, a warm current suddenly surged within him.
The extremely weak warmth revealed a sensation that pleased both body and spirit.
Is this... Chakra?
He was startled for a moment.
He had not yet begun to refine chakra due to his age and the fact that his bones had not yet been finalized.
But in the Naruto world, the only heat flow similar to that inside is Chakra, right?
He squinted his eyes, and then he realized that a new hint appeared in front of him.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for 1 minute of sun exposure, chakra +1.]
"Chakra +1... Is it the passivity of the Golden Body of Light?"
Seeing this, he remembered that the Golden Body of Light also has a passive—absorb sunlight to obtain chakra.
It was something he hadn't carefully considered before.
Now it seems that absorbing sunlight is—basking in the sun!
"So if I follow the 1-minute chakra +1, 1 hour would yield 60. Given the current sky color, the maximum amount of 14 hours per day would be—840 chakra."
"There are still 7 years left before the night of the massacre. If it were 6 years, 11 months, and 29 days, it would be 2,145,360 chakra!"
Seeing this number, Jin smacked his tongue slightly: "More than two million... Is this a Sharingan?!"
He didn't know how other ninjas counted...
But this amount should be enough for dozens of Kakashi.
"The most important thing is... The Thunder God Project seems to be able to start in advance!"
He shifted his position to lie more comfortably under the sun.
All his limbs and body basked warmly in the sunlight.
If the Flying Thunder God wants to be used, it needs to consume 100 every time!
Originally, without chakra, he had put it on hold.
But now!
It only takes two hours of soaking!
He must give it a try today; otherwise, he won't be able to sleep.
An hour and a half later.
He stood up slowly, pondering how to use the Flying Thunder God, and thought thoughtfully: "System, how do I use it?"
[Can be transmitted directly as long as it is the coordinates planted by the host.]
"The coordinates planted? But I don't have any coordinates. Can I borrow the coordinates of the Fourth Hokage?"
[Lower coordinates: 100 chakra/time.]
Ember:...
Good guy, why are we playing Russian nesting dolls here?!
He rolled his eyes, reflected, and lay down again, falling asleep.
It wasn't until the sun went down that he rubbed his sleepy eyes and stood up.
There seemed to be a slight change in the depths of his eyes.
[Name: Uchiha Ember.]
[Spirit: 20 (adult 10).]
[Physical Strength: 12 (adult 10).]
[Chakra: 149.]
[Entries: Seven Years of Itch (Black), Golden Body of Light (Color), Weak Presence (Color), Technique of the Flying Thunder God (Gold) lv1, Prominent Life (Purple), Sharingan (Purple), Fire Release Affinity (Blue), Sharingan (Blue), Light as a Swallow (Green), Dynamic Vision (Green).]
"It turns out to be my own attributes," Ember shook his head.
There are many entries, but most of them were obtained yesterday.
That is, they were acquired on the first day of service.
Sure enough, on the first day, the Emperor tricked people into coming in and killing him.
Afterward, he could only toughen up.
He squinted his eyes, stood up, and prepared to leave.
It is worth mentioning that even after lying on the wall all afternoon, no one paid him any attention.
Nobody remembered.
The tribesmen seemed to have forgotten that there was a second young master here.
Even—no one even called him for dinner!
He watched Uchiha Itachi wander around the yard twice with his own eyes, holding bowls and chopsticks.
It seemed he was looking for something.
After walking around for two laps, he walked back silently without doing anything.
The significance of entries with a weak sense of presence is still rising.
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